Daddy Bear by B. J. Smyth

Author:B. J. Smyth [Smyth, B. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Gay / Lesbian / LGBT
Goodreads: 39666763
Published: 2018-03-25T22:00:00+00:00

6. Saturday.

I couldn’t wait to tell my flatmate Brandon last night about the shower incident with Frank. I had to tell someone because it was so fucking great. I couldn’t dream of meeting a hotter daddy! Brandon was his usual negative self, as always, telling me to be careful as Frank is possibly just looking for a fuck buddy. But then Brandon knows me well, and he knows how fast I get wrapped up in guys. He often tells me I scare them away because I’m too full-on when I meet them. I know he is right, but I can’t help myself. I think I’m just desperate to have a boyfriend.

When I get to the leisure centre, my heart sinks. Frank is not outside. Nobody is there — the women never swim at the weekends anyway — it is just me. I begin to think Brandon was right about Frank; he was just after a bit of fun. The receptionist opens the door and I amble to the changing room, my shoulders stooped, my bag dragging on the floor. The excitement I left the flat with drained from me the moment I had seen he wasn’t waiting outside.

I let out a heavy sigh as I put my bag on the bench and undress, beating myself up inside for being so gullible. I should know better. Once I have changed into my swim trunks, I throw my stuff into the locker and head to the pool. Swimming my normal thirty lengths I take a little longer today as my heart isn’t in it. I get out of the pool and head to the showers and as I stand under the stream of water my thoughts drift back to yesterday morning and being held against the wall by Frank.

My cock stiffens as the images of us together flash through my mind. Then my thoughts change back to the disappointment that he is not here today. I take my time to shower partly because I feel down but also still in the hope Frank will appear.

Once I finish in the shower, I head back to the lockers. The place is still empty, not a sign of him. I’m not sure what I thought would happen between us, after all, he must be twice my age — why would he want to hang out with a kid like me?

Drying myself, I get dressed at a snail’s pace, the longer I spend in the changing room, the more upset I become about him not being here. I don’t even have a contact number or anything to get in touch with him. Damn, I’m such an idiot chasing an older guy. What was I thinking.?

Packing my things into my bag, I throw it over my shoulder and head out of the changing room. I feel totally downhearted. It’s funny how you can go from feeling on top of the world to down in the gutter in such a short period.

Saying goodbye to the receptionist, I open the door and step outside; the air feels cold as it hits my skin.

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